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Comments about Ankush Nagpal
Just like a tired man goes to sleep,
The hot sun goes down
Just like a hot beverage gradually loses its heat,
The hot dry air cools down
Just like the burning wood loses its heat,
The hot summer day cools down
Just like the voice of a waterfall,
The cool evening breeze soothes us
Just like we slowly rise from sleep,
People confined in homes come out
Just like the peacock dances when the rain comes down
Jolly children begin to play as the sun goes down
Just like a kid searches for his lost toy,
Birds searching for food come ...